All they had to do...

OK, so this is not going to be the most eloquent, informed, erudite or riveting blog you have ever read, but (if you are still reading), I am in a state of chuffed-ness.

Why? You ask. Well because my new wellies work.

There is little as disappointing in life as when a trusted old pair of wellies leak. Mine started to let water in months ago, but I always thought I must have splashed water over the top or been walking too close to the children. However the time came to face facts. All wellies really need to do is vaguely fit and be waterproof… so in the bin they went.

Yesterday I searched everywhere for wellies and could only find blue ones in my size. They look silly, if I am honest, but it doesn’t matter. They do the only things wellies need to do. They vaguely fit and my feet are dry having been stamping around in mud and streams earlier when I was beginning work on the poustinia site. Now these are my new old friends.

It makes me wonder though… if God were to write a blog about us how would he end the sentence “All they need to do is vaguely… and be…”. How long does He put up with us not being and doing?

Forgive the line (I can’t resist), but I think He is very patient with wet soles.